Sorry it's taken me so long to post about the weekend. I've been a walking zombie for most of the last two days. Big events with a lot of people tend to leave me feeling like a rag doll.
Sir and I had a wonderful weekend. I had missed sleeping with Him. That man is so sweet, even as He's fast asleep laying next to me. Every time I shifted, He'd wrap an arm around me and pull me closer. If I was uncovered, He'd pull them back over me.
I can now confirm that it wasn't a fluke and I do in fact sleep quite comfortably with Sir. I'd argue better as the last few nights have sucked without Him. Wanted Him curled up with me as a bed doesn't feel right without Him there.
I did run into the woman who used to be my best friend. I saw her in the lobby of the hotel. Her voice sounds different than I remember, though she looks the same. As for the friend Tom...I saw him a number of times. Even a bit of awkward catching of each other's eyes. I couldn't bring myself to say hi. But, it was a closing of the door. A step towards peace with the past.
The weekend was a reminder of what I want in my future. Those people in my life who I hold close. The steps I need to take to live in that freedom I felt this past weekend all the time. I believe it has been made clearer to those friends who were with us that He and I are far more than friends.
It was an open acknowledgement of "us." One of many good steps in the right direction. He even commented on how the community might react when suddenly our profiles read very differently than they do now. We'll just have to wait and see...